Friday, September 21, 2007

Playing the fool

Yeah, so, Kevin is playing games with me, I believe. For the past few days, when I go to put him down, he will take a little bit of a bottle, but not as much as he normally does. He'll signal that he's done (he does this by reaching his right arm over to the crib bumper, grasping its bottom edge and then, and only then, he'll roll onto his right side to hug the bumper and go to sleep. It's so damn cute. It is apparently his "lovey" at bedtime...but I digress). I'll then leave the room and come downstairs. At this point he has begun wailing. The first time it happened, I went back up and popped the bottle back in his mouth because I knew he didn't take enough. Sure enough, he sucked down most of the bottle and then went through his sleep routine. No problem. Except. Now he's doing it almost every time. I came down tonight after going through the whole rigmarole of going back up and re-offering him the bottle and told Roni that I think he's playing me. She said with sarcasm, "Do you really think he has the mental ability to be conniving?"

Oh, by the way, get used to the fact that you will never again be able to start any project, plan to sit down and read, do work, (lol...) get romantic - these little guys are psychic (sp?) AND WILL WAKE UP EVERY TIME! EVERY TIME.........